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With Each Day

I wonder
as I sit up late
only got a couple hours sleep
and I have work in the morning
maybe this week has just been rough
the last thing I needed
was some self righteous prick
talking to me about how great they are
yet, when it's time to prove it
it's almost laughable how badly you fail
but it goes right over your head
standing there so proud of yourself
looking at me for some kind of approval
and maybe I should just force a grin
would of been easier
if I didn't deal with this shit
time and time again
but I just stared in disbelief
wondering if there's a lazy fuck factory
where they pump lazy fucks like you out
and I also start wondering
do you feel good about yourself?
seeing as I pick up your slack?
man, prison sounds better and better
with each day